Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"Shifu, be careful." Xia Qingluo exclaimed.

Yunqing let him pick up the corners of his mouth, turn his body into a white streamer, and directly greet Jiaxiu.

But at this time, a big hand suddenly appeared in the sky, also with the power of the sky, the dark clouds dissipated in an instant, and the strong wind stopped whistling.

Between heaven and earth seems to solidify in this moment.

There was a faint fairy music in the sky, and a voice like a red bell came, "you villain."

Jiaxiu put down his sword, lifted the corners of his mouth and looked at Yun qingrang not far away, "I will come back!"

Xia Qingluo thinks this line is so familiar.

It feels like grey wolf.

Jiaxiu's body turned into a golden light and disappeared into the sky.

The big hand disappeared.

The blue sky was exposed.

Yunqing asks Xia Qingluo to fly down slowly.

But he didn't ignore the extremely complex light in Nangong Li's eyes when he heard the sound.

Yunqing left blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He was hurt by anger in Biluo sky. Before he could recover, he began to look for Xia Qingluo all over the sky.

After finding Xia Qingluo, he began to fight with Jiaxiu again, which consumed a lot of spiritual power and essence.

Now, the anger on the wound can't be suppressed.

Yunqing let him fall gently on the ground and glanced around. It seemed to be a swamp, obviously full of toxic miasma.

Nangong Li followed.

Xia Qingluo also loosened her hand.

"Where is this?"

"This should be the ten thousand poison Valley in the south." Yunqing asked to suppress the churning anger, "you can't stay here for a long time."

"Xia Qingluo, why did you go so far? What did that man want to do?" Nangong Li finally couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, i... I don't know him." Xia Qingluo hesitated and didn't tell the truth.

After all, it involves your own master. You should always communicate with yunqingrang first.

"Let's go."

Yunqing let him know that he would not go again. He was afraid that he would faint.

Now, his consciousness is a little lax, just gritting his teeth and insisting.

He secretly adjusted his breath. Unexpectedly, the fierce Qi was going to invade his Dantian. Yunqing looked cold and his index finger moved, sealing the meridians of the arm in an instant.

He summoned a flying sword with his left hand, took Xia Qingluo up, held his breath, looked at the direction, and then galloped towards Dongzhou.

"Fox, send the king of Qi to the prince's house." Xia Qingluo shouted in front, "just say I sent it. Don't show up."

She didn't expect Yunqing to let go. She hasn't had time to explain to Nangong Li.

Now, there are more and more contradictions between the prince and the king of Qin in the imperial court. Xia Qingluo is worried that the dying king of Qi will become the fuse. After all, it has nothing to do with Nangong Li.

Yunqing let hear her words, pursed her thin lips and looked at Xia Qingluo with low eyes. Is she still worried about Nangong Li?

After Xia Qingluo finished, she seemed to put down her mind and felt Yun qingrang's eyes. She slowly looked up, but suddenly surprised.

"Master, are you hurt?"

"No."

"But your forehead is sweating?" Xia Qingluo's voice was nervous, and her eyes were worried.

"It's all right, don't worry." Yunqing asked in a low voice, "let's go to biluotian."

"Bi Luo Tian?" Xia Qingluo's face turned white, remembered those colorful Python there, and asked in a trembling voice, "what are we doing in Bi Luo Tian?"